She’s wearing cut-off denim shorts and a black sweater.
She looks so damn sexy.
She left the office an hour before I did.
I know that because I saw her boarding the elevator with Delora by her side. Judging by the smiles on both of their faces, the day went well.
My day has gone to hell because now Champ is looking up and into the face of the tattooed guy.
Suddenly, her gaze shifts to the left and lands on me.
Fuck.
I toss her a wave. “Hey!”
She takes a step back from the guy who has been holding onto her for dear life.
It makes sense that she has a boyfriend. She’s intelligent, spirited, and has an ass that I am struggling to keep my eyes off of.
The guy with her shoots me a look. “Who is that?”
The question is directed at Calliope, but I answer because I have plans, and my dinner date will give me shit if I’m late. “I’m her boss. I’m also her neighbor.”
That sends the guy in my direction with his hand outstretched. “I’m Zeke.”
I don’t need or want to know that, but I’m not a complete bastard, so I take his hand in mine for a brief shake. “Sean Wells.”
“It’s good to meet you,” he says before tugging his hand away from mine. “I need to get going. I just stopped in for a quick visit.”
“I’m glad you did,” Calliope tells him. “Your surprise visits are one of my favorite things.”
He turns back to face her. “Mine too.”
I’ve heard enough, so I take a step toward the glass doors of the building. Lester, the doorman, rushes to open the door. That’s going to cost me.
“Good evening, Mr. Wells,” Lester says in a cheery tone. “How are you tonight, sir?”
I’m irritated as hell, but I don’t put that on him.
Instead, I slide a bunch of bills from the pocket of my pants and shove them at him. “I’m fine, Lester.”
Since he’s blocking my path, I step to the left to get around him.
“This is very generous, sir,” he whispers. “Very generous.”
I acknowledge his gratitude with a smile and a pat on the shoulder.
“It was good to see you again, Mr. Morrow,” Lester says as I walk into the lobby. “It’s a joy having your sister living here.”
What was that now?
I turn to see Calliope give the tattooed guy one last hug. “I’ll call you later, Zeke.”
“I’ll answer.” He chuckles. “Lock the apartment door once you’re inside. Safety first, sis.”
This guy is her brother.
Sensing that she’s right behind me, I slow my pace as I walk toward the bank of elevators.